Day 115 – Fear

I got extremely confused as to what day it was today. I thought it was Tuesday, all while thinking it was Monday, and then Sunday. I need to go to bed.

So I had my science exam. It went good. Finished it quickly, but I don’t think I did a great job. Just good.

Rainbow (close friend) was taking the same route as me today, so we waited at bus stops together. We didn’t talk much, but it was cool, cause we don’t normally hang out alone together.

I did almost nothing for the rest of the day. I was tired out of my mind.

We had a tornado warning, and as always, my parents weren’t home. I had a fear of storms every since my grandfather died during a big one. I’m not afraid of someone dying, I’m afraid of me dying in a painful way (having something crush you, being thrown about in the sky). It’s selfish, I know. It’s weird, because I’m not afraid of something like a house fire happening, but it has the same aftermath (destroyed home). Tornados just seem 100 times more frightening to me. Compared to arachnophobia, which is stronger than my fear of storms, storms are scarier.